I wonder if my intuition is not starting to kick in, seriously. When leaving MORLAAS, the other day, I felt that something was awry. That feeling kept on gnawing at me until I reached Ibis hotel in LESCAR. I had forgotten the white Apple charger and cord on the white bedspread.
Yesterday, my intention was to walk from LESCAR to ESTIALESQ. Arrived in LA COMMNDE, talked to a pilgrim already there, refilled my water bottle and set off. Two minutes into the walk, the same weird feeling that something was not right started to pester me. I took off my rucksack and to my horror, saw that my blue CIMALP vest was no longer attached. Ran back and talked to the pilgrims there who informed me that there was a blue vest hung on a tree about 20 minutes away. Failure to find it meant a potential stop. I started to walk rapidly on the path that I had just walked down without really thinking, ( left passport, money and much more in my bag), scared and enraged of my stupidity and 8 minutes into the return trip, who comes with her cart? The pilgrim that I had met earlier in VIDOUZE! She looked at me and sweetly asked if there was a reason for my running. With a cheeky smile, she asked me whether by any chance, « I had lost something »? She had my vest neatly tied down on her cart!
I have never been happier to see her and my vest. The consequences of that was to stay in a real French dormitory last night. New experience and not particularly enthralling at this point in time.
I was grateful to walk from LA COMMANDe to OLORON SAINTE MARIE today.
I am feeling more confident in my walking.